PHOENIX Softly watching the flame die, I braced myself for darkness, About to enter the dreamland, Descending into disappearance, Then a spark shot up in the air. The flame, like a Phoenix, Would blaze again. ✾themeekarestillhere✾
WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE? Just how much of the day is occupied with thoughts, makes time go away. In a day, there are so many opportunities to do good. I just cannot seem to fulfill them all. But the hope of doing good in a world so bad makes life precious. Pain is … Continue reading WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?